I've already admitted to hating summer, but as the season gears up for its final stretch why not look back on its many joys so far.
Reading. The one thing I loved about summers starting in middle school were our summer reading lists. While I haven't read anything as compelling as Lord of the Flies or The Scarlett Letter or Huckleberry Finn, I have been entranced by a number of books. Here are links to some of them:
Seeing a bridge disappearing.
Making more art with Barbie.
Gaining ten pounds and not caring.
Being in a relationship.